Smoking with my brother transformed out relationship. Growing up we never got along, I was a weird stoner and he was a captain of baseball and soccer, to make matters worse I was two years older. After we started smoking together we became BEST friends.
My mother comes up to steal dabs from me once in awhile, but she refuses to have a proper session. My dad lives the sober life except for Xmas (he's type one juvenile diabetic, so he;s got a lot on his plate health wise).
I smoke with some of my cousins too, but they are all drunks and I don't necessarily get along with drunks in real life. I'm a drug addict, but I guess I'm kinda of an opiate elitist. I only get along with addicts who share a similar DOC. So I aviod this situation to the best of my ability, unless I want shitty conversations about politics that ignore all the obvious signs that I am NOT a conservative and don't enjoy hearing about this fictional people making six figures on welfare.